You know how niggas do, we don't forget shit
All of my niggas get down like wha
All of my niggas get down like wha
Sucking my dick, looking for something new
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Let you man hold something, with your whole something crew
You either win or you lose, and I 'luh' to win
Can't afford to trust niggas, 'cause niggas lust figures
And I'm starting to get that same feeling that kept me raw
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Y'all niggas is funny, still talking about money
All of my niggas get down like wha
His ninth was out, I think they found it filling his head
Motherfuckers think you sweat till your chest gets messed up
I no longer see the shadows that once kept me strong
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
All of my niggas get down like wha
From his camp get the stamp, the grand champ, it's official
Doing it with the heat, and ain't killing nothing but time
All of my niggas get down like wha
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
My dogs is dogs with official bloodline
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Think when you die, how many's gonna miss you
And pray that another learned a lesson
Keep a bank account doubling but don't hate me
And ain't got none, get the shotgun 'cause you hungry
Lean over in your casket and kiss you
Why them niggas always force you to take it back to the streets
Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up
It's about to get ugly when the lights is out
No hitch hikers, fuck that, the ride was rough
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Remember high noon, last thing he heard was boom
So now when niggas come and get us, we fires them up
Plus niggas scared to bust niggas, rush niggas
All of my niggas get down like wha
Send you on your way with a blessing
Tired of hearing niggas rhyme and don't say "Shit"
All of my niggas get down like wha
One, two, three, ho, that's three strikes, you're out
He ain't going nowhere, no time soon
No, and it don't take me long to write
A lot of niggas that is with us, ain't cried enough
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
But I got niggas like 'Yo, who's the next to drop'
Matter of fact I think I'll drop another song tonight, come on
Really thought that's what you said, would either make me or break me
Smith and Wesson ended moneys life, now moneys wife's a widow
All of my niggas get down like wha
All of my niggas get down like wha
I say stop being greedy, get a plate if you want mine
Break you in half, fake niggas make me laugh
Motherfucker, thought that the X would stop
All of my niggas get down like wha
Besides rap, I don't talk, but make plenty of moves
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Can I get some room, or do I have to make me a path?
All of my niggas get down like wha
All of my niggas get down like wha
Can I at least go one year without spitting the heat?
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
All of my niggas get down like wha
Fucking with the streets, you ain't feeling nothing but mine
I'll murder ten of you fools, before your ready to choose
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Even if it means I got to shed blood again
'Gave it to him full blast', nah dog just a little
Fuck is on a niggas mind, why don't they quit
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
He in the bag, and I'm over here killing his men
And if you a nigga that was with us, then that was rough
If you were there when it's thin, then you there when it's thick
